Xiang Xing said, suddenly seemed to remember something, and paused.

The soft eyes drooped down again, and muttered glutinously, "However, I don't seem to be able to breathe fire now." ”

"That's inevitable~"

Gong Xuanyue smiled, hugged Xiao Fei, and shook his body.

As if transformed into a humanoid cradle, the little guy's eyelids couldn't help but sink, and he nodded sleepily to fish.

I heard him continue, "Don't worry, during this time, the deity will relax your muscles and invigorate your blood, open up the veins, and resolve the disadvantages of breaking the shell in advance as soon as possible." ”

"When you're all right, let's go down the mountain and find those two tail feathers you dropped, how about it?"

He lowered his voice and asked her opinion in a hoarse voice.

Without the drunken laughter, Xiang Xing inexplicably felt that this guy was still quite gentle......

"Then thank you Immortal Venerable."

Little Fat Jiu raised his little head and looked at the man.

His eyes narrowed as if he were smiling.

provoked the man to be uncontrollable, and subconsciously hugged her tighter.

Then, as if thinking about it, he lowered his head slightly, and then asked with a chuckle: "By the way, do you have a name?" The deity doesn't mind helping you think of a ......."

“…… My name is Xiang Xing. The neck of the head, the starry star. ”

Xiang Xing hurriedly reported his name.

In terms of his skill in naming Duck Duck...... She didn't want to end up with a bird or something.

"Xiang Xing, Xiang Xing...... Well, it's good to listen to and remember, not bad. ”

Gong Xuanyue nodded while chanting the name of the little guy.

Suddenly, he laughed and sighed, and glanced at the duck who had just walked in from the door with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Eyebrows raised slightly, "Ah Hua, look at people, how nice the name is, what is like you, what is the name of White Lotus...... If you are a teacher, you have to give you a nickname, so that others don't say that the deity insults the disciples or something......"

“……”

Duck Duck glanced at his master speechlessly, and then glanced at a certain fat chirp who was smiling even harder.

I thought to myself that he had better leave this beautiful world on the spot.

……

In this way, Xiang Xing lived in a small bamboo house in this Qingyue Valley.

While recuperating from his injuries, he listened to Yaya talk about Gong Xuanyue's character and past.

It is said that he was originally a popular candidate for the next head of this Xuantian Sect.

However, he is too faceless and skinless to the outside world, and he loves to meddle in things, and he especially likes to be sent by other sects to steal other people's spiritual wine.

As a result, its reputation in the immortal cultivation world was particularly poor......

In addition, he himself has no intention of inheriting the unification.

In order not to be nagged by his own senior brother, that is, Xuan Feng, the current head of the Xuantian Sect, he invited himself to live alone in this Xuantian forbidden land five hundred years ago.

Since then, he has no longer asked about the affairs of Xuantian Sect, and he has lived like a scattered immortal every day.

However, just live a happy life.

Listening to Yaya's story, Xiang Xing was a little envious.

Isn't this exactly the way she wants to live like a pure blessing!

It turns out that the difficulty of reducing is reduced here......

……

However, the peaceful days of peaceful cultivation in Qingyue Valley did not last long.

One day.

Gong Xuanyue took advantage of Xiang Xing's inattention with Duck Duck again, and went out with a big gourd to steal wine and drink.

Yaya went to Qingyue Forest to collect firewood.

Only Xiang Xing was left in the small bamboo house, and a fat chirp was left behind.

At that time, she was squatting on the bamboo house basking in the sun, following Gong Xuanyue's instructions, absorbing the essence of the sun that their fire attribute spirits needed most.